Coming Clean

There's something that's been weighing on me recently.

I've begun to wonder if I have an unhealthy relationship with alcohol. More and more lately, I've wondered "do I have a drinking problem?"

I come from a daily tree filled with addicts - food, alcohol, drugs, gambling. You name it, I'm related to it. There are equal amounts of recovering alcoholics as there are practicing alcoholics in my family. I've always known this, known that that gene is most likely swimming around in my DNA.  But I didn't want that to be me. So I've kept a watchful eye on it. I had limits and rules that I felt kept the threat of addiction at bay.

Never drink alone.
Don't drive if I feel buzzed.
Don't drink when I'm upset.
Don't use alcohol to escape my feelings.
No more than 2 drinks on a weekday.

But lately I have been bending those rules, if not downright breaking them. And while it's ok to cut loose every once in a while, the rule bending was become more frequent. And I don't like it.

I don't like the way I view alcohol lately. As a crutch or an escape. As an eraser that blurs the edges when I'm stressed or anxious. I don't like the way I act when I drink lately - irresponsible, sad, sloppy.  I don't like the way I feel after I drink - sad, ashamed, regretful.

After a couple of incidents recently, I began to wonder if this is how it starts. Is this how it happens? Is this how you become an alcoholic?  I don't want to make the same mistakes my parents made (who does, am I right?). So I decided to go dry for 30 days. Just to see....

I don't think it will be easy; just last night, I walked into the kitchen and put my bags down and thought "What a week! I need a drink". Then I caught myself.

Part of me is scared that this dry month will be really hard and I will have to face some hard truths about my relationship with alcohol. But it's always better to know, than not. And there is a part of me that is excited that I won't HAVE to drink when I am out socializing with friends. I won't have to worry about finishing my drink too fast or not ordering that fourth round. That says something, doesn't it?

April is Alcohol Awareness Month. For more information, visit the National Council on Alcohol & Drug Dependence.

Welcome to the Juggle

*blows off dust*

Well, what do we have here?

Is this old thing still ticking? It's been far too long since I've actually sat down to write something with the intention of actually pushing PUBLISH at the end of it.

But there is something about this time of year that makes me all kinds of gung-ho and ambitious. School starts next week and I have all kinds of plans about how I will be a much better mom, friend, blogger, employee, sister, etc. starting.....NOW.

I've taken a look at my life lately and now, more than ever, it feels like a juggle. At times manageable and at others...not so much. But I'm feeling optimistic. I think it's the time of year. New beginnings. Unscuffed erasers, sharpened pencils. No mistakes made yet.

I feel like I have let things slide this summer and it's time for a fresh start.

This summer I have totally slacked in the whole nutritious-meals-eaten-at-the-dining-table thing. Instead it's been what-can-I-throw-together-quickly-and-yes-we-can-watch-WIPEOUT-during-dinner. Shameful. So starting Monday (first day of school, woop!), I will be preparing nutritious meals that will NOT be eaten in front of the TV. This means I'm going to have to be better at grocery shopping and the dreaded meal planning. Because I need meals that I can make in about 30 minutes if I'm going to make sure homework is done and the boy is showered and in bed by 8pm. Why so early? Well this year, he has to be at school a full hour earlier than he did last year.

Oy. This is going to be hard.

I am also determined to get lunches prepped and packed the night before. Wish me luck on that. Most mornings I'm scrambling to find something that's nutritious and fun to put in the lunchbox.

Mornings are nearly hectic enough, so let's just add a workout. My second triathlon is in about a month and it's time to kick this into high-gear. An early morning workout will force me to go to bed earlier, right?

I need my head examined.

Because on top of my usual crazy single mom who works full-time life, I decided to go back to school for my Master's. Classes start mid-September and I'm already wondering how I will do this. On the upside, my dating life has been a bit of a joke so it's not like I'll be sacrificing much on that end to complete my assignments.

What is it about this time of year that makes me feel like I can do all this? Work full-time, go to school part-time, co-parent, blog three times a week, workout 4-5 times a week.

Well, I don't call this the Juggle for nothing.

Wednesday Wisdom - The Ending

After quite the break, I am feeling the itch to play in this space once again. And this seemed like the perfect way to jump back in.....

Wednesday Wisdom: The Thing You Think You Cannot Do

I did it. I did the think I thought I could not do. I'm still processing what that means....

Triathlon recap to come tonight....

TNT: The Final Countdown

Every time I hear that term, I can't help but think of this clip from "Arrested Development":

Race day is only three days away and I'm sick. Womp womp. I've been battling it all week and today I finally just gave in. I'm spending today on the couch, watching bad movies and drinking my weight in orange juice and soup.

I'm hoping that this all blows over in time for the race. At thins point, I'm competing no matter what. I'd just like to be doing it without coughing up my lungs.

Wednesday Wisdom: *giggle*

Source: via Liz on Pinterest

This is making me laugh out loud today, and then I wind up coughing up a lung because I am slogging through a cold. Yes, 4 days before my first triathlon. Blerg.  So while it makes me cough, the laugh is much-needed.